spy cloud

Perhaps because he was going to Xinjing tomorrow, Zhang Tianhao, with mixed feelings, unusually came out of Yu Yinyin's apartment, even taking with him the entire roster and everyone's files.

Walking on the deserted street, you could only hear the faint sound of his footsteps, as if the whole street was as quiet as a chicken's nest.

Although his footsteps were very light, Zhang Tianhao could still hear the slight sound he made as he walked.

He didn't try to hide his footsteps, nor did he go straight home.

"Clap clap clap!"

Just as he was enjoying this rare moment of peace, he heard several gunshots from not far away, which immediately ruined his good mood.

"Damn it, who knows which unlucky bastard it will be this time!"

Such gunshots were still frequently heard at night in Shanghai. After all, there were too many people in Shanghai, and it was quite common for plainclothes police, secret agents, anti-Japanese elements, and gang members to use guns against each other.

Hearing the commotion, his mood, which had originally been about to take a walk on the street, was completely ruined. He gave a bitter laugh and lightly leaped away.

He then stood directly on the rooftop, clearly not expecting these people to rush towards him, with one person running in front and several others chasing behind.

A few minutes later, he saw a black figure staggering toward him, each step seemingly difficult.

He would occasionally fire a shot behind him, making the plainclothes officers behind him afraid to directly confront the shadowy figure.

"A woman, an injured woman, and all these people behind her!"

Standing on the rooftop, Zhang Tianhao looked at the men in black behind him, his expression showing a hint of helplessness.

After all, the woman in front of them was still wearing pajamas and had no shoes on, so she had obviously run away in a hurry.

The most important thing is that Zhang Tianhao recognizes this woman, which makes him marvel at how amazing the world is. They haven't seen each other for several years, but they actually met again this time.

This woman turned out to be Chang Huihui from the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics (CBIS). It was clear that they hadn't seen each other for several years.

The person who used to monitor him is now being hunted down; it's quite a strange situation.

Standing to one side, Zhang Tianhao gently jumped down and landed on the edge of a roof, blending into the darkness of the night, making it impossible to tell that someone was hiding there.

Just as he had hidden himself, he saw Chang Huihui struggling to run up to him, and he could even smell a faint scent of blood on her.

"You're injured!"

A thought immediately came to mind, but I immediately suppressed it again.

Just as Chang Huihui passed by him, he reached out and grabbed her arm, pulling her into the darkness.

"Don't speak!"

Just as Chang Huihui was about to resist, she heard Zhang Tianhao's calm voice, which made her relax her body, which was still trying to struggle.

Zhang Tianhao, however, held her in one arm and used his feet to support himself against the wall as he quickly climbed up to the roof. Although it was difficult, it was at least safe, and it was his best option.

With a swift movement, he placed her on his back again, then climbed even faster to the rooftop, where he saw four or five men in black rushing towards him.

Then they saw two of them holding flashlights and shining them around, trying to find out where the people who had been chasing them had gone.

"Damn it, where are they?"

"Yes, they disappeared in just a few steps!"

"We must find her. She's an important person; we can't let her get away."

"Yes!"

"Quick, follow this direction, or maybe it's disappeared into an alley?"

"Look, there's still blood here. Chase after her! We must catch her! That damned woman! We finally managed to spot her, but she's so cunning! Unbelievable!" The five plainclothes officers also gave chase.

However, they estimated that they would find in a few minutes that it was a dead end, and no one could possibly get over it, let alone an injured person.

Seeing the plainclothes officers rush into the alley, Zhang Tianhao used the rooftop on the second floor to run to the other side, clearly needing to find a safe place.

"who are you?"

"Don't speak, it's not safe here!"

Zhang Tianhao had no choice but to whisper something before carrying Chang Huihui and continuing to run inside.

In a short time, he had already run through several streets and even saw patrolling Japanese military police and police officers, but Zhang Tianhao still managed to evade them quite skillfully.

When he arrived outside a small apartment, he looked around a few times before carefully going to the second-floor window.

Then he carefully opened the window, carried Chang Huihui on his back, and crawled inside.

He closed the door behind him, then let out a sigh of relief, took out a lighter, and carefully shone it into the room.

"Where is this? Is this your place?"

"No, I just found it by the roadside. I noticed that there weren't many people here before, so I came here."

He looked around and, after seeing clearly, breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned off the lighter and carefully placed Chang Huihui on the bed beside him before letting out a sigh of relief.

"Stay here, I'll get ready. You've been shot and lost a lot of blood, you're a bit weak. I'll help you remove the bullet in a bit, just bear with it, understand?"

"Ok!"

Chang Huihui also breathed a sigh of relief. Obviously, she hadn't expected to encounter such a person today. As for who the other person was, she didn't see clearly.

When Zhang Tianhao climbed out of the window again, he stood on the roof of the second floor, took out a black cloth, and covered his face, as if he didn't want her to recognize him at all.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Tianhao climbed in through the window.

"Who?"

"I!"

Zhang Tianhao took out a candle, lit it, and went to the bedside.

At this moment, Chang Huihui finally saw Zhang Tianhao's appearance clearly and was speechless, obviously not expecting Zhang Tianhao to be dressed like this.

He carefully placed the candle on the table to the side, and then carefully blocked the light.

He also took out a pair of tweezers, some needles and thread, gauze, and alcohol from his pocket and carefully placed them on the table.

"You were shot in the back. It's not fatal, but you'll still die from excessive blood loss. I'll remove the bullet for you. Just bear with it, understand?"

"fine!"

Chang Huihui took out a towel, put it in her mouth, and then nodded to Zhang Tianhao.

Zhang Tianhao gently tore open her clothes and threw them on the ground. Only then did he carefully examine the wound and couldn't help but gasp.

"You're really lucky. It's stuck on the back bone. Luckily it's not on the spine, or it would have been completely ruined."

As he spoke, he picked up the alcohol and carefully poured it onto her wound.

Then I saw that she too was trembling uncontrollably, enduring the excruciating pain, and cold sweat was pouring down her body. (End of this chapter)